Chapter 392

I suddenly sprung to my feet, tiptoeing and plunging headfirst into his embrace. My arms wrapped tightly around his waist, clinging to him as if my life depended on it.

“Feeling affectionate, huh?” He seemed to enjoy it, his hands gently kneading the back of my head. “Have you decided about what we discussed?”

“I have,” I replied, my voice barely above a whisper.

But before I could say something more, my gaze caught Bryant standing at the doorway, his expression stormy.

Without waiting for me to speak, Bryant softly knocked on the door frame. “Honey, it’s time to come home.”

“I’ll handle this.” Gregory patted my head and gently released me, ready to turn around.

“Gregory.” I called out to him, and he stiffened momentarily but responded,

“Yes? What is it?”

I couldn’t meet his eyes, mustering all my strength to speak casually, “Bryant’s

here to take me home.”

Gregory’s lips twitched, not with a smile, but with a trace of confusion. “What did you say?”

“I’ve had my fun. It’s time to return to my role as Mrs. Ferguson.” I tried to shrug it off, “Let’s go our separate ways, Gregory.”

Bryant had once left

my shoulder as we walked away, looking every

broke free from Bryant’s grasp and stepped back. “Bryant, this one–month

I discussed it with

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fingers with a

include that.”

continued, “I won’t move into the Ferguson Mansion, nor will I

was with sarcasm. “As Mrs. Ferguson, what duties do

her pregnancy?”

he grabbed my wrist and led me swiftly to the

“It still does.”

expression softened a bit, as he was about to

“Shackles.”

I longed to hold on to, and the identity that once filled me with joy, at

froze before instructing the driver

not going to the

turned icy. “You don’t

“Using Gregory as

said, “If that’s how you see

straight at him. “As long as you let Gregory alone, anything is

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